2Let my prayer come before thee; incline thine ear unto my supplication;

3For my soul is full of troubles and my life draws near to Sheol.

4I am counted with them that go down into the pit; I am like a man who has no strength;

5Like a nobleman abandoned among the dead, like the slain that lie down in the grave, whom thou rememberest no more; they are lost to thee.

6Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness, in the shadow of death.

7Thy wrath rests hard upon me, and thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves.

8Thou hast put away mine acquaintances far from me; thou hast made me an abomination to them; I am shut up and I cannot come forth.

9Mine eyes are weakened from weeping; LORD, I have called daily upon thee; I have stretched out my hands to thee.

10Behold thou wilt show wonders to the dead; the mighty ones shall rise and praise thee.

11They that are in the graves shall declare thy lovingkindness, and thy faithfulness in destruction.

12Thy wonders shall be known in the dark, and thy righteousness in the land that has been forsaken.

13But to thee have I cried, O LORD; and in the morning shall my prayer come early before thee.

14O LORD, forsake not my soul, and turn not thy face from me.

15I am poor and afflicted from my youth; I have been proud, but now I am humbled and crushed.

16Thy fierce wrath goes over me; thy terrors have silenced me.

17They came round about me daily like water; they set themselves in array against me.

18Friends and neighbors thou hast put far from me, and mine acquaintances thou hast kept away from me.